Blake mills

West Valley, Mormon family with seven hungry mouths to feed, and that's how she learned to raise my sister and me, and voted Nixon in the seventies and it would all work out, it would all work out My...

here's to jumping off the roof to catch the ball to spinning around in the fall it's hard enough to remember the way you were oh, the way you are, the way you are here's to coming home and falling on...

Early in the year feeling, fade away Something has clearly gone today Don't know what I can do but I know, I know, I know - that it's the worst way to put you in a song and I knew it as the words...

words don't exist until they reach the eyes and in the spaces in between my eyes there's something, there is nothing at all I wrote the songs I thought I liked and when you break it down, you make me...

Hot pink catamarans, the food begging call of the pelicans Swimming garbage and sifting over disappointing gifts Friends Oh, good, Couldn't i just change The history of my life sometimes? The history...

Someone plays a solo on a saxophone Oh, you never seen somebody throw their head so slow And I see her cringe her lips and drop her ear that way Scratch a dog behind its ears and it might do the same...